Note: I don't own the original joke, nor do I own the band. But I do plan
on conducting it some day.
It was a perfectly normal day in the band room. Sarah was jumping off the stairs onto her flute case and falling on her face, Katie was laughing at her, and the rest of the band was too-except the drummers, because they were looking for their drum sticks.
A transfer student came in. Nobody seemed to notice, as Sarah was about to make a jump from the highest stair. But Mr. R., the band teacher, was now looking at her. She smiled wickedly and sat down.
Somehow, the new girl ended up next to me, but I said nothing. The only other option was to sit next to Sarah, but she's not real stable. Besides, she doesn't talk.
Anyway, we were practicing our marching music, to get it clean. When we finished the first tune, John stood up and yelled out: "39!"
Everybody laughed. John was definitely the funniest guy in the band.
We played the second tune, a color guard feature. At the end, Sarah turned to Katie and whispered something. Kate stood up and repeated Sarah's words. "9!"
The new girl gave me a strange look, so I explained.
"See, we all spend so much time in the band room that we know ALL the jokes, so one afternoon we sat down and numbered them. Now we just say the numbers."
She nodded as if she understood.
We played the third tune, and at the end, the new girl stood up. "18!" she said.
All noise stopped. The whole band stared at her, even Mr. R.
"What? What did I do wrong?"
I just shrugged. "Some people don't know how to tell a joke."
It was a perfectly normal day in the band room. Sarah was jumping off the stairs onto her flute case and falling on her face, Katie was laughing at her, and the rest of the band was too-except the drummers, because they were looking for their drum sticks.
A transfer student came in. Nobody seemed to notice, as Sarah was about to make a jump from the highest stair. But Mr. R., the band teacher, was now looking at her. She smiled wickedly and sat down.
Somehow, the new girl ended up next to me, but I said nothing. The only other option was to sit next to Sarah, but she's not real stable. Besides, she doesn't talk.
Anyway, we were practicing our marching music, to get it clean. When we finished the first tune, John stood up and yelled out: "39!"
Everybody laughed. John was definitely the funniest guy in the band.
We played the second tune, a color guard feature. At the end, Sarah turned to Katie and whispered something. Kate stood up and repeated Sarah's words. "9!"
The new girl gave me a strange look, so I explained.
"See, we all spend so much time in the band room that we know ALL the jokes, so one afternoon we sat down and numbered them. Now we just say the numbers."
She nodded as if she understood.
We played the third tune, and at the end, the new girl stood up. "18!" she said.
All noise stopped. The whole band stared at her, even Mr. R.
"What? What did I do wrong?"
I just shrugged. "Some people don't know how to tell a joke."